She eyed herself in the mirror and stuck out her tongue as she thought of the blonde with the big tits. "Well he's coming for me not you," she told th... imaginary counter girl in her head.The bra and panties were covered by a short black dress that settled over her breasts, hugged her waist and hips, and then settled just a few inches above mid thigh. The hem, edged with white cord, managed to barely cover the thigh high stockings she snapped into place. She grinned at the delicate lace that. But Paul sawpretty quickly that something was wrong. George put a hand towards hiscrotch, and had a puzzled look on his face. As the boys ran across theyard following Gordon for their next game, George stayed back, and beganto cry.Paul walked up to him, and crouched down to his eye level,"What's the matter George?" I don't want to be Georgia. I want my pee-pee back."Could it be true, Paul thought? Certainly somehow George had changed hisoutfit very quickly. Maybe magic really was possible. In. You push them to my thigh and tape them down, opening my hole up for you to explore and play with. You flick my clit over and over, not touching any other part of me until I cum. Finally I scream out and jerk on my restraints as my cum oozes in my pussy.Before I can even come down you push three fingers easily in my drenched and open hole. As you put them in place you force your fourth finger and thumb inside, pushing harder. The pressure too great I start screaming. You make a fist inside. Peter and Odd Job, now both walking round the two ladies, each man flicking at the soft breasts with the floggers, not enough to damage but enough to warm and sting just a little. This came to an abrupt halt and they were both released, a coin was tossed then `Way lo` was taken to the whipping bench and d****d over the padded seat, hands held as before by Odd Job. Sato without lubrication or preamble jammed his fully erect prick direct into the girls anus, no foreplay or lube meant the pain.